Do you remember summer holidays before cell phones and internet? Somewhere in the sea, while sun rays shine, you are writing a postcard to your friends and parents, to notify them how you have fun. Or you call them to talk about the warm sea and how you get tanned, how many sexy guys are here and how many women in topless you noticed. After this you will close your eyes and drink your cocktail, trying to relax and forget obligations. I remember I was happy every summer because it was my chance to see something new and to take a break from exams. Later, my batteries were filled and I was a new person.
This year I was on vacation on Island of Pag, famous Zrce beach with many parties. This place was familiar as Sodoma and Gomora, and even it was my seventh time to travel there, every time people were wondering about rumors, is that really true. Sex in forests, the man who stabbed other with a knife and stole his cell phone, a dead man found on the beach were just a few of many news from this place. The main story was not in reality, it was behind the scene. In the middle of beach parties and crystal blue sea, technology takes over like in movie Terminator.
People were staring at their cell phones more than in mirrors. Girls take a photo with the waterproof camera even in the sea. Every coffee bar has wi-fi connection and after you drink coffee you can be logged on the internet if you wish this. When I was walking on the scales I almost push young girl who was busy with her laptop.
Sun, sea, and sexy people around, but all are staring at their gadgets? The main tragedy was next.
"I can't connect on the internet. "
"My battery is low. "
"He blocked me from facebook, what can I do?"
"This bitch sent to me provoking message in the inbox, I wish to kill her. "
While I was in nightclub Papaya, in VIP seats, four gorgeous girls were sitting in fashionable clothes, not interested what is happened to them. Guys tried to approach them without success, and they were typing on their cell phones, focused only on this like it will be the end of the world.
Ok, I admit that I connected myself also to check my profile and greet my friends, but when my partner warned me that I am not listening to him, I put my mobile phone in a purse. Yes, he has right, if I will typing messages, how can I listen to him? And what is so important on the internet, that it can't wait?
How people can ruin their vacation, how they might miss something beautiful and regret later?
Are you one of those people?
You are checking your official email every hour.
You are going everywhere with your selfie stick.
You spent money on credits at the phone, and now you can't buy yourself a drink.
Your camera is open and you have a thousand photos in your folders.
When someone asks you who was there, you must check your photos.
You call your boss to check is everything alright at work.
You allow your client to call you while you are on the beach.
You check your facebook or twitter even in the middle of the night.
Between all these options, you are forced to choose what is more important to you. Peace and vacation, or to be in the virtual game even when you are far away from home? I understand your doubts and fears, that someone will delete you if you are not online or that you will miss latest gossips. Well, real friends will be satisfied with one note that you are ok and that you enjoy in wild parties. Later, when you came back you can share all photos and news.
The best photo is indeed spontaneous. When you don't care about your mascara and lipstick, when your dress is ruined with salt and foam is on your face, when your beer is warm because you can't drink anymore, and smile on your face talks everything.
I saw two girls in the sea who entered with perfect makeup and all technology, to act like Pamela Anderson in Baywatch. Then, one girl blamed others to look fat on the photo because the photo was not taken from a real angle.
Later, while I was traveling home, I was tired and happy. I was exhausted from swimming and dancing, I took few photos from the ferry and give promise to this place to travel again next time. Somewhere near me, the girl took the phone and said:
"I will make new Facebook and I will not add him anymore. No, he is a jerk. "
I was happy because this disease did not hit me too much. The Internet is the good servant, but really bad master.